Cold was the night when I saw a dusty diary fallen on the floor next to me.I picked it up and sat reading........ That's all the diary read. I knew who the murderer was and that's when the door opened.
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Cold was the night when I saw a dusty diary fallen on the floor next to me.I picked it up and sat reading........ That's all the diary read. I knew who the murderer was and that's when the door opened.
When I got home, I had this sense of urgency overtaking me. I needed to read those diary entries and I needed to read them fast. The faster I read them, the closer I could get to Eleanor and God, did...